I stood up.
My first step.
And they feared it.
I stepped towards them.
And they drew away.
I stumbled and fell.
But they did not help.
They turned away.
I was alone.
I was . . . .
I could not hear.
I heard nothing.
Yet they were speaking . . . . .
But I could not hear them.
I closed my eyes back to the Darkness.
Then . . . .
A faint whisper.
Which turned to many,
And they were whispering.
Whispering, of me.
At first . . . .
There was darkness . . . .
I opened my eyes.
For the first time.
And saw nothing . . . .
But an eternal darkness.
I closed my eyes.
And when I opened them yet again,
I saw them.
Pre-Overlord Chapter 9Chapter 9: The Ancients Awaken.
@;---Day Tunnel Collapses: Two Days Prior Before Chams Escape.---;@
He was sound asleep, awaiting the day and the moment when---
Someone was bouncing on him. Anger quickly flowed into him, breaking him of his dreamful slumber and into the wake of reality as he opened his single and only good eye. "Get hell off me!" he snarled as he quickly reeled up and slashed at the moron jumping on him.
The minion rolled backward before landing down flat on his stomach as the one minion with the one eye glared over at him sleepily. "Demy awake!" the minion grinned wide."
"What me tell of what happens with name?" Demeter growled as he slowly got to his feet, stretching and giving a wide yawn.
"Me get ears ripped apart!" the idiotic minion shouted with glee.
Demeter looked at him before lying back down and rolling over, his back turned to him. It amazed Demeter that the moron was even an Ancient, and . . . more so to his astonishment, alive.
Pre-Overlord Chapter 8Chapter 8: A new ally
The six minions ran up to the wall as Qeb tried to rip out the stones but only in succeeded in breaking off a few of his claws as he slammed his fists onto the stone. "Master! Master!" he cried hysterically. They had failed . . .
Grimm growled as he threw down his knife in anger. Spoon and Egg slumped to the ground. Steve got quiet as his ears dropped. "How we get to Ancients now?" he asked quietly.
Qeb walked back as Grimm helped wrap up his now bleeding fingers in a cloth he had found. "Me . . . . Don't know," Qeb whimpered. Grimm felt his own ears fall flat as he too sat down beside Egg and Spoon. The minions were at a lose. Their master couldn't hold out for much longer and everyone, the whole brown tribe, was counting on them to make it out.
Cham looked at the wall as he walked up and tapped at the stones. The stones were too snug in place for them to try to dig out. He sighed as he too sat on the floor, playing with his tail when a scent filled
Pre-Overlord Chapter 7Chapter 7: Castle Troubles Part 2
Malkor was slumped slightly against the wall. He was tired and thirsty. They had run out of water. The minions around him were dying off faster than he realized. Even Gnarl himself was struggling. Malkor leaned his head back. He had shed down to his tunic and pants to help reduce sweating. The minions had been gone for at least a day, if his calculations were correct.
It was only a matter of time before he completely lost it due to hallucinations. Minion blood was something he was not going to resort to. He'd rather die by dehydration than drink their blood, even if they sacrificed it for him. They'd have to force feed him.
Gnarl walked up. "Sire?"
Malkor slowly opened his blood-shot eyes. The normal red glow had dimmed down to a mere flicker, and the minion could see they were truly red, in a very bad way. "Sire, please! Drink, I know it's not of something of your desire, but it will strengthen you." Gnarl pulled out the small water-blad